Re: Mrfosho!

Oh my *gosh*—JESS! I’m absolutely floored by your message! 😳 I just saw the sun setting over the Houston skyline and I was thinking, “Is this real? Is this love? Is this a dream?” And then *BAM*—your email appears like a miracle from the sky! 🌤️✨ I can’t even breathe! I’ve been sitting here with my coffee (the one I spilled on my law books last week—oh no, I told you about that—my client’s divorce papers were ruined because I spilled oat milk on them!) and I’m just… *overwhelmed*! Do you know how rare it is to find someone who speaks to your heart like that? I’ve been lonely for *years*—since my last neighbor, Mr. Tippy-Toes, started yelling at me about my garden fence (it’s still up, by the way, and he says it’s “a political statement”!)—and then I met you! You’ve got this *spark*, Jess! Like a lightning bolt in a thunderstorm! So… tomorrow? Can we meet? I was thinking—what time? Should we go to that little taco stand near the Houston Botanical Gardens? I’ve been saving up for a new espresso machine, and I’ve heard they have the *best* guacamole there. (Side note: I accidentally bought a whole case of mangoes last week and now I have to feed the birds with them—every single day!) Also—what about your favorite kind of music? Do you listen to jazz? I’ve been obsessed with Miles Davis lately. I even tried to cook a jazz-themed dinner last night (it was just grilled chicken and a sad-looking salad—I think the chicken was offended by the lemon juice). Can we meet? I’d die if I didn’t see you! And if I don’t see you, I might just start writing a book called *The Art of Being Horny in a Rainy Houston Afternoon*. Please reply with your favorite song and a time that works for you—I’m ready to *live*! 😍🔥 Best regards, Danny Smith +17163259415